The story is been told over and over again
Yet
There sure is still something missing
And
you and I know why
Once upon a time
She tells yet
again that story
A story that has not much in resemblance
To her impeccable artistic looks
And
you and I know why
This story
that is said to have
Journeyed all the way through
In
Out
Across time herself
who seemed to have lost count
And this story
from father history
To the present child
Has now only a thin line to hold on to
Into the must made journey
To the future family
Once upon times
you and I know why
That a story told and
Retold
To be revisited yet and again
Definitely comes only with …
But a faded picture of its
Original piece